Nu Juorno Buono

This morning, luckily, there's a different vibe
The sun with its rays penetrates through the window
How beautiful is my land
I miss it when I leave
I bring a spare postcard
This place must not die
My people must not leave
My accent must be heard
The massacre of waste
The increase in tumors
We are the land of the sun
Not the land of fires
This morning, luckily, the story has changed
I see people smiling carefree
There is no malice
It feels good on the streets
The world has stopped
On this splendid day

It's a good day
This morning the sun woke me up
The smell of coffee
The stereo for the song
It's been a long time since I felt like this
Everything starts because then it will end
But I don't miss anything
This morning I don't miss anything
Hug Gabriellin
Fall asleep on the chest
Don't know the problems
Don't know these schemes
Don't know that life is sweet and then poisons you

A kiss to my mom
She's already tired of doing services
The princess in misery
Has seen this kid
Taught me as a child
That a dream comes true
You erase all the wrinkles
And all the sad things

Forget about going out for work
New companies will flourish in your area
Forget the banks, we'll lend to them
Zero bosses, we'll steal their throne
There's no line at the counter (how about that)
If you support another team
You're still my brother
Make love
Instead of wielding that knife
Violence has always been the method of those without brains
Cut that line that divides north and south
I look at the sky to find those who unfortunately are no longer here
It's a new day for them too
And I'm sure I've also brought a smile to you up there

It's a good day..
It's a good day..
It's a good day..
It's a good day..

It's a good day
This morning the sun woke me up
The smell of coffee
The stereo for the song
It's been a long time since I felt like this
Everything starts because then it will end
But I don't miss anything
This morning I don't miss anything
Hug Gabriellin
Fall asleep on the chest
Don't know the problems
Don't know these schemes
Don't know that life is sweet and then poisons you

It's a good day..
It's a good day..
It's a good day..
It's a good day..

This place must not die
My people must not leave
My accent must be heard
To my uncle who wakes up in the morning
To Gennar who had the child
To the fishmongers and the fruit sellers
For all the people in the neighborhood